In the forest of death, the sound became louder and louder, shaking the silence.
As it spread, the entire space felt unnatural. The decaying leaves, the sultry breeze, the rolling water of the black river... Even thinking was stagnant at this moment.
But in just a moment, it returned to normal.
But the sound of the big bell still didn't stop, spreading in all directions, as if it was coming from the nine heavens, it was extremely sublime.
Even the death energy within a thousand feet above the big clock was instantly blown away. It was dusk, soft golden light was shining down, and even the darkness, dampness and coldness inherent in the forest of death were mostly washed away by the golden light. All the ferocious beasts within a thousand miles raised their heads at the same time and looked at the location of the big clock, with fear in their eyes.
Before the first bell dissipated, the second bell rang again.
The sound became louder and more majestic, and the momentum was overwhelming. It was as if a giant dragon was about to emerge from the big bell.
The dragon and phoenix patterns engraved on the top of the big clock also emit red light, which is extremely amazing.
Big Bamboo Rat's eyes showed madness, and he secretly thought in his heart, Dragon Clan! This boy really has an indescribable relationship with the Dragon Clan! And the shackles that have been entangled for thousands of years are finally about to be severed. He glanced at the little bamboo rat, his eyes full of doting, and then moved his gaze to Ouyang Ming, feeling extremely grateful.
After turning his eyes away, he adjusted his energy slightly, held the wooden stick in his paws, and pushed it outward again.
The third tone, the fourth tone...
Until the ninth tone fell, the dragon and phoenix patterns on the top of the bell were flowing with blood, as if they would come to life at any time.
The big bamboo rat shouted low, and the spiritual power in his dantian exploded more intensely again, like a torrent of river water pouring into the stick. He pushed forward hard, and the moss-covered bluestone under his feet was trampled into pieces. .
"Boom..."
The sky and the earth roared, the sound was deafening.
Immediately, a ten-foot-long green dragon suddenly sprang out from the top of the big bell. Its body was covered with scales that were tens of thousands of times harder than refined iron. Its eyes were full of defiance and indifference. Its aura was extremely powerful, and majestic pressure spread out. He opened it, carrying the power that shook the sky, and after spinning around in the sky, he slammed into the dilapidated door of the ancient pagoda!
"Bang!" There was a soft sound, and the dilapidated door failed to stand in the way for a moment before it was completely reduced to ashes.
The green dragon turned into a ray of blue light, blending with the coldness in the ancient tower. After a while, a dark passage appeared in front of everyone. A black light spread out from the passage, constantly changing, like water flowing, making people feel hairy all over.
"Go in!" This voice appeared in Ouyang Ming's and Da Huang's minds at the same time.
Dahuang took a step forward, as if there was something unknown in the ancient pagoda that attracted him, and there was a hint of trance in his eyes.
Ouyang Ming's figure flashed and he patted Dahuang's shoulder hard, and it finally came out of the trance, with fear in its eyes.
After the big bamboo rat finished all this, he spit out a large mouthful of blood and looked depressed.
The little bamboo rat ran to it with an eager look on its face, its eyes aglow, and chirped twice. Then it glanced at Ouyang Ming, with a hint of hostility in its eyes.
The big bamboo rat patted the little bamboo rat's head and explained: "This is fate. No matter how you circle around, you will eventually circle back to the original place and cannot escape. Don't blame me, little friend. This is God's will, and God's will cannot be violated. Ah..." This sentence was not only meant for the little bamboo rat, but also for Ouyang Ming and Dahuang. It knew that Ouyang Ming and Dahuang were worried, and by saying this, it told Ouyang Ming that this was God's will and could not be avoided.
"Let's go!" Ouyang Ming looked at Dahuang, the feeling of calling in his heart getting stronger and stronger. His eyes were burning, and he also wanted to know what secrets were hidden in this ancient tower.
His body flashed and he stepped into the dark passage below the ancient tower. Dahuang followed closely behind him, but in an instant, he completely disappeared.
When the multi-armed King Kong saw this scene, he flashed like a black whirlwind and rushed towards the black passage below the ancient tower. But the moment Jean approached, all the mottled black spots on the ancient tower lit up. Suddenly, the black mist over the Death Forest seemed to be attracted, turning into countless cumbersome restrictions, blocking the way of the multi-armed Vajra. If it were just like that, forget it. These restrictions intertwined with each other, and an invisible ripple reverberated. In an instant, a powerful counterattack force acted on the multi-armed Vajra, causing him to "kick and stare" backwards. Three or four steps.
The multi-armed Vajra's body was full of fighting spirit. Just when he was about to try again, the voice of the big bamboo rat came again: "Don't try, it's useless. If you can't get in, it means you don't have this chance. Just wait quietly outside." Let's go!" After saying that, he walked under the pavilion, put his two paws together, and sat cross-legged. This way, he looked like a monk sitting cross-legged, guarding the mourning platform.
King Kong hesitated for a long time, finally suppressed his temper, and waited here silently.
After entering the black vortex, Ouyang Ming felt dizzy.
Chaos, like the two worlds of yin and yang constantly intertwining, the memory became mottled, and finally there was a "bang" in the head and he fainted.
When Ouyang Ming opened his eyes again, he had appeared in a long corridor, and Rhubarb was beside him. He gently licked the saliva from the corner of his mouth and smashed it. Just then, a gust of wind blew up and rolled up countless sand and gravel, which was rolled into the mouth by the rhubarb. Finally, it was bitten by the sharp teeth and chewed gently. From time to time, there was a look of satisfaction on the face, and I didn't know what I was dreaming about.
"Stop sleeping!" Ouyang Ming lay down and whispered in its ear.
Seeing that Rhubarb didn't respond and was even grinding its teeth, he gave it a gentle kick. Rhubarb immediately jumped up from the ground as if it was frightened. He looked around in panic and saw that there was no danger. He breathed a sigh of relief.
Ouyang Ming laughed dumbly and asked, "What did you dream about?"
Dahuang felt uncomfortable in his mouth, spit out all the gravel in his mouth, stuck out his tongue again, did not answer, his eyes flickered twice, and immediately changed the subject: "Is this the first floor of the ancient pagoda? It's nothing. What a special place!”
After saying that, he pretended to look for it. After a while, Dahuang shouted with joy: "Xiao Mingzi, look at it. There is a mural on the wall here." This mural is hidden in the corner of the corridor. If not, It's hard to find if you look carefully.
Ouyang Ming walked up to Dahuang, thinking to himself, the lines were sharp and smooth, without any pause. This was carved with a special craftsmanship knife. The font is Xiaozhuan and the writing is vigorous. I really don’t know who left it. This ancient tower has been standing in the forest of death for thousands of years, but the font looks like it was just engraved on it, which is really strange.
Thoughts sink slightly, stepping into the realm of the unity of nature and man, and the meticulousness.
This mural is completely deserted, with only the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky are connected, with blue and yellow arcs extending towards the horizon, and finally connecting together in the distant horizon.
Dahuang touched the mural with his paw, feeling a little cold, and said softly: "Xiao Mingzi, why is this painting so strange? There is only blue sky and sea, and no useful information can be obtained."
Ouyang Ming shook his head and replied: "Maybe this is just an ordinary mural, there is no need to think deeply." He said this, but he had a vague feeling in his heart that this mural might not be that simple.
However, no matter how much he observed and thought, he still found nothing.
He frowned slightly and started rummaging around in the corridor. The corridor was not long, only thirty or forty feet long and two feet wide. It was quickly turned upside down by people and animals. Not to mention useful information, except for gravel and the occasional strong wind, there was not even a trace of miscellaneous information. There was nothing left, it was as clean as a mess, as if it had been looted by a skilled robber. As long as it could be taken away, it would never be left behind.
"Forget it, let's go to the second floor and have a look." When they were rummaging through the corridor, they found a staircase leading to the second floor of the ancient tower at the edge of the corridor. Along the broken staircase, Ouyang Ming was in front. , Dahuang followed, and they went up to the second floor of the ancient pagoda one after another. As soon as they entered it, their eyes immediately opened up. There was no need to look for it. A huge mural stood in the middle of the second floor, with a mysterious arc of light lingering on it. Ouyang Ming looked over.
"The falling clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water and the sky become one color together!"
The painting skills are exquisite, and every pause is just right. One more stroke will make it dense, and one stroke less will make it sparse. It seems to contain the way of heaven, and a feeling of a person in the painting comes to your face.
Ouyang Ming's eyes were blurred, and he gradually fell into the world in the painting.
An old man suddenly appeared in his mind. His eyes were red, and he stood in the air. He sneered, pointed at the sky and cursed: "When will this catastrophe come to an end once in ten thousand years? One day , I'm going to turn this day upside down!" Ouyang Ming watched all this like a bystander, but in his spirit, he could clearly feel the old man's helplessness and hesitation.
Before the voice could finish, countless red thunderbolts suddenly fell from the sky, tearing apart the blue sky and causing the world to tremble.
The old man raised his hand, and immediately, the mountains and rivers within a hundred feet beneath him collapsed. He squeezed them with his bare hands, pulled out countless earth dragons made of sand and stone from the earth, and struck them against the bloody thunder in the sky. And go.
But at this moment, the picture in his mind faded again and was separated from the painted world.
He pondered for a long time and murmured in his heart, it was related to a once-in-ten-thousand-year catastrophe. What exactly is this once-in-ten-thousand-year catastrophe
Dahuang also opened his eyes at this moment, with a look of confusion in his eyes, and said with a grin: "Xiao Mingzi, what's going on? Why do I fall into a strange world when I look at it? There is an old man, and there is Bloody thunder, and countless earth dragons made of sand and stone.”
Ouyang Ming explained: "The person who carved this mural has been able to use painting to enter the Tao. He hid the picture he wanted others to see in the painting, and when someone saw it, it would be triggered. When playing chess, it is important to keep the chess pieces outside the chessboard. , and painting is about people swimming in the middle of the painting. This state is higher than the level of chess outside the chessboard. At this point, whether to go or leave, it is all in one thought. People who can achieve this point are at least Touched that road.”
Dahuang nodded as if understanding, and then asked: "But with this kind of cultivation, he is still so desperate for a catastrophe that happens once in ten thousand years. How terrible is this kind of catastrophe?" There was fear in its eyes, and it looked at Ouyang. Ming, even his claws trembled.